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She nodded, though said nothing - what was there to say about this sorrow, to this man, that would be meaningful? She did not know this man well enough for her words to mean anything, for them to be genuine. They would be just words, with no meaning behind them. Thus, nothing was spoken, not until Quelt jumped up. "Determined," she corrected quietly, though it could be easily seen as in addition to being confident, instead of a correction. She was not as confident as one may think; she was just determined. Very, very determined. A smile twitched her lips, and she looked at Quelt with amusement. Being a messenger had to do with speed, yes, but the majority of that was just knowing the lands. Regardless, she'd humor him - she was quite speedy, though not as fast as some. "Very well," she murmured, eyes glinting as she scanned the ground. "Where to?" she questioned. It was his idea; she'd let him set the limit, though reasonably it ought to be her. She couldn't be bothered, though.

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